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you reached your destination. Then he was 

 taken out and tethered by the road- side — har- 

 ness off and locked up in the little gig, for fear 

 of the cows, that invariably eat any stray prize 

 left out — and away we went somewhere. The 

 quantities of fish we used to extract from loch 

 and river, from Gremsta and Blackwater, and 

 other places adjacent, were considerable. I 

 had my own ground. By right of his oJBSce of 

 surveyor-general, and by permission, Dick 

 Burnaby roamed anywhere, and I roamed in 

 company with him. F. M. and I then owned 

 half the island, and the rest was unlet, and re- 

 mained so for a long time, so that Dick and I 

 had a wild world to face ; and manfully we 

 faced it. He was a beautiful fisherman, and a 

 very quick shot — very quick, but not steady 

 with the rifle. Seldom was it we came home 

 anything but full-handed. Then he had the 

 merriest, lightest-hearted dog I ever knew, 

 Grouse I., a beautiful black and tan Gordon 

 setter, whom I afterwards bought of him on his 

 leaving the island — a rare dog, whose blood 

 I still have, and prize beyond all other I possess, 

 save old Tom's. Grouse would run behind the 

 trap, with two good otter terriers that never 

 left us, for nothing ever came amiss in our 

 walks. In their company he would chase 



